I don’t know how many of you lived on the East Coast in ‘93 during the 1993 Storm of the Century, but on the Outer Banks where I lived at the time the storm was easily as bad as any hurricane (and I’ve gone through six or seven).
I did.
Western Maryland.
We got buried.
It was horrible.
On Game Day, the temps were in the 20s with some snow to boot. It was an excellent game, but I mostly remember how cold we were.
13 inches of snow at the Birmingham, AL airport March 12-14, 1993. MARCH! In ALABAMA!! Some parts of neighboring counties had 17 inches of snow.
It was like a hurricane in central FL, storm surge in the Big Bend area that drowned people, huge rainfall, strong winds, and tornadoes in sundry places. It also was the beginning of the end for many citrus trees, including those in backyards on my block.
I was in Greensboro NC and my daughter was born 9 months after that storm.
I lived on the Maryland Eastern Shore, and I don’t remember it.
We were living in coastal New Jersey at the time. The worst part was that, after a heavy snowfall, it was immediately followed by hurricane like conditions with howling winds and heavy rain with a quickly dropping temperature which left a thick coating of ice on top of eighteen inches of snow. When we went out the next morning to begin shoveling ourselves out, we practically needed a pick axe to break through the rock-like sheath of ice covering everything